Broken Until I found You~~~Brabrina

Chapter 14

Sabrina POV

As we part I look over at Bradley and he looks confused and pissed at the same time. Well, I wouldn't blame him.

"Look at you," he said to me.

"Thanks," I say and grab Bradley's hand. "Sam meet my boyfriend Bradley. Bradley,......meet my......ex-boyfriend. Sam," I say very uncomfortably. Surprisingly they shake hands. Bradley puts on a fake smile and so does Sam.

"Sabrina, I heard you moved to Los Angeles. Why are you back here?" Sam asks. I was about to say something, but Bradley said it for me. In other words then I would have used.

"Well, she is one of the best singers in a contest that is here in Miami. We are her friends that stayed with her during her tough times unlike some people. Anyways, she is here and will be winning the contest," Bradley said as he put his arm around me. I've never seen this side of Bradley. It was nice, awkward, and embarassing at the same time. I loved how he was so protective of me. Sam looked at the ground and then back at Bradley.

"Well, it's nice to see you are atually facing your fears of playing up on stage again after what happened," Sam said. That dick! He just had to say that. I could feel all eyes on me.

"Or wait, does she not trust you guys enough to tell you about one of her deepest secrets? Ouch! Well, I can see how strong your relationship is," Sam said.

"That's enough you little dick!" I yelled. I can't believe I said that, but it was too lte to take it back so I better keep going before he knows I regret it. "The only resaon you know about it is because you were there. Actually one of the many people who made fun of me. The only reason I never told them is because I was having such a fun time with my new and true friends, that I forgot all about it. That was until I bumped into you. So you and your shaggy a** little mouth can just go along having a shitty a** day. Because I don't know if you remember, but weren't a great boyfriend to me," I yelled. I could feel the whole mall watching us.

"But you see, I didn't do anything wrong," he said. I forced myself to laugh VERY loud.

"Oh really? So it was my fault that you cheated on me 3 times with 3 different girls, that you made fun of me while we were dating, that you made my life miserable every chance you got so that you could feel better about your miserable and crappy life!" I yelled. The whole mall was silent and so was he. "I will not take the blame for your mistakes. The only thing that I will say is my fault,..." I said and I got closer to him so he had to look at me. "Is that I didn't dump your sorry a** sooner," I finished. I grabbed Bradley's hand and my group walked away to the entrance. We were all silent. As we got far enough that Sam couldn't see us, I stopped and sat down on a bench. They all stared at me confused when I smiled."I have wanted to tell him that for years but never had the guts to. Now I feel better. I feel more free," I say and look at each and every one of my friends. "I have to thank you all. You guys are the ones who helped me be myself and not let others push me around," I say and we all share a group hug. "Let's go and be fucking awsome!" I say. We all cheer and walk to the entrance. It's around 5 o'clock now so we are eating at the resurant in the hotel. It had pretty good food. Better then the local resturants in Miami. We go back into our rooms. We put the guys on skype and we talk until 11:56 pm. That was when Caili said it was time for us to go to bed. I did have the contest tomorrow, so I guess I should get some sleep. I bought a few dresses and outfits for the contest. That was one of the only things we had to pay for on our trip. Clothes and any other tourists sites. And even then some times we could get Marcus to pay for them. I lay in bed happy and excited for tomorrow.

The Next Day...

I get up and see that everyone is already up. I go into the kitchen and see everyone eating breakfast. I sit down at the only empty seat and see a plate of pancakes with syrup and whipped cream and strawberries, scrambled eggs, peanutbutter toast, and a glass of orange juice in front of me.